Quotes About Affection

As much as I liked and admired the various members of the Kennedy family, my first loyalty was to Jackie.

I'm not going to get rid of my house in Vegas. I love that house.

I learned that saying you love your friends isn't enough: that love is a verb - it requires Acts of Love. It is all about the doing, not the saying, and now I make a point, every day, of emailing or phoning or making a plan with those I love.

Love is an action verb, and romance is the result of those actions.

Cada día te pareces un poco más al cadáver que serás y yo te amo siempre.

I love you enormously. I'm spending a little time away from you—quite absurd and contingent. I would so like to see you, my stubborn little thing, and tell you my stories and hold your hand. You are my love, you good little being. Far from you I measure the nothingness of the flesh, and I am not having much fun.

And so as much as I can, I care about her, dear Deborah. It's probably not love, but I would rather she were happy.

She really did like me, the idiot.

She looked up and ran her eyes over me, slowly, while I stood and wondered why. Had she forgotten what I looked like? But she finished with a big smile. She really did like me, the idiot.

I think that's nice, and if I could have feelings at all I would have them for Deb.

If only I was capable of love, how I would have loved Harry.

I don't," Cody insisted. Now he was not only standing up to both of us, he was practically breaking his own record for chattiness at the same time. And even though I didn't have a heart, except for circulatory purposes, I felt an affection for him and wanted to come down on his side.

Always thinking. This was one of the reasons he loved her.

Prea multe mâini dornice s? te pip?ie È™i prea puÈ›in? afecÈ›iune.

You are so silly sometimes, Jess. I fell in love with you, and I don't give a damn who your

When does that moment come, Emma wondered, when mothers stop kissing their children, and young men start kissing their mothers?

darling,' said Virginia quietly.

when mothers stop kissing their children, and young men start kissing their mothers?

Every letter was a love letter.

every now and then he would tilt his head back so that his sunglasses reflected sky, and would say, I love her. Every time he said it he seemed delivered of a profundity that amazed him, as though he had coughed up a pearl.

None of my daughters lacked for any love. We had plenty of love in our house.

Cake loves you unconditionally.

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battle-field, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.